[Verse 1:]



Light over the city bright

I take flight on a magic carpet visually scanning this metropolis

Graphite and philly guts through the cats of silly sluts

Move makes straight fakers and the pick pocket 

People setting their wakes too late for them to stop it

Sheeq with the star cheek

Navigate through city streets 

New Jerusalem days Mega nights

Wrap like a turban tight 

Some are tall for those who wanna spar

Meet up with the caravan 

Sinister voices stand at command

>From Flatbush Ave. to Pickadilly Circuit

We work this double edge to split the head of serpents

To the finish which is my death breathe m last breath

I'm on a quest for the answer to this 

Before the seas swallow the continents and we cease to exist

The crown jewel what I possess 

In my heart the emerald four star general flips the art



[Hook:]



One thousand and one Arabian nights

March through your city at night with torch lights [x4]



[Verse 2:]



3 wishes granted by the genie in the bottle

Cause I plucked it with my index I thought that it was hollow

Give me world peace and a field of green to blaze

Complicated days some nights got trapped in a maze

Last wish to be immortal 

Won't diss the classic

No melted plastic 

In the attic pure static

I stand within' the depths of the sand of the Sudan

Shabaam put the mic in my hand

Sahdeeq technique open sesame Allie Baba

Type jewels fool I drop on the street

Gems for them

Way to eat for my fleet tryin' to make ends meet

Bring heat with phat tracks eliminate critics on the didick

Talking ka ka your worth nada 

Your style plaga 

Played out like stadas

We hotta 

Leave shit chopped like Benny Honas

I promise maintainin' composure puffin' on the scommas



[Hook]



[Verse 3:]



Three wise men bring gifts of hip hop hits

You're vibeless 

Sinister be survivalist

Marvelous sound of the charge of the burgade

Where's my change 

Dues to pay 

Arabian nights on camels start the journey through the desert

Median, Mecca, Style injector

Clash Of The Titans 

Verbally sword fightin'

Enter the gates of the birth city called Pelon

You get peed on 

Makin' moves without your heat on

Don't get it twist

I leave the cypher with split lips Shadeeq style, sick

Call the specialist 

Unwrestle this

Red tape make thick with politics 

But if we don't get somethin' 

Gold or platinum type status

Whenever double S bless the apparatus [echo]



[whispering] left right left right left right left right left right



[Hook]